DIARIO dell'11 settembre 2020
Salve a tutti, da circa un anno mi si impedisce di postare video su Youtube, per cui mi sono rassegnato a tenere un diario minimo di quello che mi capita durante la giornata. Il diario è necessariamente breve perchè ho difficoltà a dilungarmi a causa degli ultrasuoni, ma è abbastanza indicativo di quello che di assurdo sono costretto vivere. Assurdo perchè assolutamente criminale e razzista, reati assolutamente intollerabili in una democrazia.
quindi ecco il resoconto del diario che scrissi l'11 settembre 2020. Sfortunatamente lo sto scrivendo in inglese per motivi di studio, fatemi sapere se siete interessati a una versione in italiano.
09/11/'20
Hi everyone, today I got to retrieve my scooter which was by the motor mechanic almost two months, as they were waiting for a spare part to be sent. But the fact is that coincidentally the scooter was ready the same day I had to get a shot of a drug against psychosis.
There is something to say about this drug. It is just symbolic, I think it is just water they give me as a type of psychological blackmail, meaning if I agree with their will they will stop giving me the drug. Why do I say it is just water? Because the real experiment consists on the control through telepathy and ultrasounds, and as scientists they wouldn't take the risk to see a drug meddling in their type of control, therefore, fortunately, they give me a symbolic drug.
The fact the scooter was fixed just the day I had the shot, means that the scooter was already fixed time ago, but they wanted to give me it back in a symbolic date. Meaning that things could be better(the scooter repaired) only if I took the drug, which is to follow their will.
Actually, I am more than two years battling against my fake psychiatrist to let me put off drugs. Even though it is only a symbol, I don't want it. While they threatened me in many ways letting mean traps which I, fortunately, managed to escape.
Nowadays I am just an entire year without the chance to see my psychiatrist, because of the coronavirus. But once more I think the virus is a pretext to isolate me so that we can't discuss to come off drugs, as she absolutely doesn't want to speak to me, because she knows she doesn't have words to explain why she doesn't want to let me free without drugs.
This is all for today, I got to the doctor as a feel highly tired and hot for the last three months. I think it is because of alcohol but in fact, alcohol is controlled through ultrasounds, so if it hurts it is because they want it, meaning that my disease can be an ultrasound affair in the all. Anyway, I went to get blood sucked and am waiting for the results in a couple of days.
See you next time, which is tomorrow.